Mosaic Fairy Tale [Unlimited Streaming]

confusion, curse, entanglement;

"Then what's your relationship with that Ren Ange?" Ren Ange curled his lips, planning to plan.

"The relationship that has a relationship." Qiu Chenliang replied indifferently, giving off a feeling of being absent-minded.

"What kind of relationship is this?" Ren Ange was speechless.

"It's the relationship that doesn't matter." Qiu Chenliang explained jokingly.

"Uh..." Ren Ange scratched his palm, "Then why do you think Ren Ange is a fake?"

"He's never fake." This sentence seemed to annoy him, but now he really broke away from his hand, with a bad tone.

Ren Ange froze for a moment, then moved his lips.

"I mean, how did you ever think anyone would pretend to be him?"

"There's no reason." Qiu Chenliang walked ahead quickly and pushed open a door.

Only then did Ren Ange realize that they came to the second floor again.

This room houses a life-size white sculpture in the form of a woman.

She was wearing a long skirt with raised skirts, and her lips were;

There is a faint smile, the arms are slightly raised, and one foot is slightly raised on tiptoe, as if dancing an intoxicated dance.

It was only after Ren Ange took a closer look that he realized the strangeness of this sculpture.

Its material is very special, it looks like... a candle?

Ren Ange was puzzled and couldn't help touching it.

The smooth arm felt like the texture of a candle. Ren Ange withdrew his hand, but at this moment the candle started to burn from the top of his head.

Ren Ange took a few steps back, only to see the candles melting faster and faster.

The woman's face became blurred and strange, and the wax dripped down the sculpture's body.

Ren Ange heard the sound of the door closing behind him, he turned his head abruptly, but did not see Qiu Chenliang.

He froze for a while, staring at the closed door with disbelief, then rushed over to grab the doorknob as if he woke up suddenly.

"Qiu Chenliang——" Ren Ange couldn't open the door no matter what, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, his eyes were blurred by the smoke, and he couldn't stop coughing.

"You mentally retarded, open the door quickly—" Ren Ange yelled heartbreakingly, "If you don't open the door again, someday you will regret it—"

"Qiu Chenliang—I'm fucking Ren Ange—"

"Qiu Chenliang—"

Ren Ange glanced back, the sculpture was half burnt, the ground, wall, and ceiling were all covered with fire.

He held his breath, took a few steps back, ran up and kicked the door shut.

"boom--"

Ren Ange was so anxious that he was about to cry, he slammed his whole body against the door and slipped weakly on the ground.

"hateful……"

He narrowed his eyes with difficulty in the thick smoke, and suddenly got up and rushed straight into the fire.

When he ran to the window, his body was already baptized by flames.

He opened the window with some effort, and looked at the bottomless night outside, feeling dizzy for a while.

The black with teeth and claws is like a monster, happily waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.

Ren Ange gritted his teeth, thinking that he must not die.

can't die can't die...

He put one foot up the window.

Qiu Chenliang, come and save me...

The moment he heard the door open, he excitedly enshrined this name as a spell, a spell to redeem him.

So what if he closed the door?

If this is a curse, please also leave a mark on his body to prove the bond between the two of them.

His body was embraced by a pair of strong hands, and he turned and fell into a hard embrace.

Ren Ange was almost dragged out by him, and the flames on his body disappeared the moment he went out.

He couldn't help rubbing his smoked eyes, and took a look at it, it was all black.

He couldn't help laughing at the thought of his appearance at this time, he must be like a cat.

When he looked up, he saw Qiu Chenliang's expression seemed to be in pain, the corners of his mouth were pursed tightly, and there was some kind of unknown struggle in his eyes, which made Ren Ange's heart palpitate.

"Qiu Chenliang..." Ren Ange tentatively touched the corner of his eye, Qiu Chenliang looked at him slowly, without blinking, his eyes were red.

"Are you okay?" Ren Ange touched his cheek distressedly, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Qiu Chenliang blinked extremely slowly, as if he had regained some clarity in his eyes.

He hugged Ren Ange, his body trembling.

"sorry Sorry……"

Ren Ange put his hands on his back, patted him lightly a few times, and said softly, "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Qiu Chenliang repeated this sentence in a low voice.

Ren Ange vaguely felt that something was wrong, and there was a cry in his voice.

"Qiu Chenliang..." Ren Ange hugged him tightly and kissed his ear, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

"I'm going crazy... I'm going crazy..." Qiu Chenliang trembled so badly that it really shocked Ren Ange, so he hurried to comfort him.

"I'm really going crazy..."

"He's dead... dead, you're not him..." Qiu Chenliang leaned weakly on his body, both of them squatted down, Qiu Chenliang sat directly on the ground, buried his head in his lap, and hugged his hands tightly look at yourself.

Ren Ange was stunned for a while when he heard his words.

"Where is he...where is...wrong!" Qiu Chenliang suddenly became agitated, and grabbed Ren Ange's shoulders fiercely, his eyes were red, and tears slid down his cheeks. "He's alive! Where is he? Where is he!"

Ren Ange wiped away the tears on his face as if obsessed, and murmured, "I don't know either..."

When Qiu Chenliang heard his words, his eyes widened helplessly, and the hostility in his eyes disappeared completely.

He opened his lips slightly, and curled up on the ground, holding his head in his hands.

"I know, I know, he's dead, he's dead!" He closed his eyes in pain and frowned. "Why... why didn't they die! Why why..."

"Ah—why why—"

He looked in pain, as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare. He inserted his hands into his hair, scratching at random, and scratched bloodstains on his face uncontrollably.

Ren Ange grabbed his hand in a panic, but the man in pain was too strong, so he could only press his face close to his hand, his voice trembling.

"Catch me...I know you're in pain...come on, I'm not afraid of pain..." The corners of Ren Ange's eyes were moist, "I'm afraid of your pain...don't hurt yourself..."

Qiu Chenliang didn't hurt himself or him any more, he just closed his eyes and let him grab his hands, trembling uncontrollably.

"Good boy..." Ren Ange leaned down and hugged him, kissing his forehead again and again, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Hey, just take a break...it'll be fine."

He hugged Qiu Chenliang, feeling his breathing that gradually calmed down.

He stroked his head again and again, as if trying to put a tired child to sleep.

But he was still vigilant about his surroundings to prevent some sneak attacks.

Qiu Chenliang sat up suddenly, and Ren Ange also straightened up.

Qiu Chenliang seemed to be a different person at this time, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Ren Ange indifferently.

Ren Ange was really taken aback by him.

He stared fixedly at Ren Ange, his eyes gradually turned a little crazy.

Ren Ange didn't know what he was going to do, and stared at him closely, for fear that he would do anything to hurt her again.

Qiu Chenliang looked at him silently for a while, and then showed a nervous smile.

He stood up and walked towards the stairs.

Ren Ange hurriedly followed.

"Where are you going?" Ren Ange panicked. "Qiu Chenliang—"

He followed Qiu Chenliang to the third floor. The third floor was a huge ballroom with a circular fountain in the middle.I saw him take out a purple candle from the statue next to the fountain.

Ren Ange didn't even have time to be surprised how he knew that there were candles hidden here, and followed closely behind him worriedly.

Qiu Chenliang came to the first floor and lit the candles.

In an instant, everyone was seated at the table.

"You found the candle again so soon?" the uncle rubbed his head.

Ren Ange noticed that besides the previous No. [-], No. [-] Chen Gu had disappeared.

He glanced at his watch, ten.

Yuan Miao was very excited, and she kept staring at No. [-] viciously.

——No. [-] has an innocent look on his face——

Number [-] on the side noticed the confrontation between Number [-] and Number [-], and asked knowingly. "What's the matter? Where's Number Eight? How long has it been?"

Yuan Miao stared at No. [-] viciously, and said in a choked voice, "Dead..."

"How could it be?" No. [-] opened his eyes wide, "No. [-] should look very powerful!"

"Isn't it because of this bitch—" Yuan Miao went crazy, she suddenly took out a knife, and stabbed No. [-] viciously.

No. [-] looked terrified, but he was not soft on his hands. He threw a chair over and knocked Yuan Miao to the ground.

It hurts to hear this sound.

Yuan Miao pushed away the chair and stood up. When she fell, she was injured by the knife in her hand. There was a long scratch on her arm, and blood flowed out continuously.

"Why is there so much blood!" No. [-] looked at the wound on Yuan Miao's arm in surprise, and said exaggeratedly, "No. [-], are you trying to kill someone?"

"You're fucking blind—I'm just defending myself!" Number Ten stared at him unhappily, with dark eyes.

"That's why he likes to talk so much?"

"Remind me, time is running out." The neglected housekeeper reminded at the right time.

"Vote for number ten!" Number four was biting number ten like a mad dog. "People like number ten really seem to be the ones who will make people trip up behind their backs. Judging by the reaction of number seven, it is estimated that number eight's death is caused by number ten! Otherwise, why would number seven be so emotional!"

"Damn it, you're fucking insane!" Number Ten slammed the table, his chest heaving greatly, and he was very angry. "I think it's you who should vote!"

"It's time to vote." The housekeeper said lightly.

Ren Ange didn't know what others voted for, so he abstained.

The results came out very quickly.

The expected number ten.

Number Ten reacted really quickly, like a desperate wild animal, he pounced on Yuan Miao and disappeared with her.

Ren Ange was stunned for a moment, except for Qiu Chenliang and Li Haoyu, the others were also shocked.

There are eight people left.

Ren Ange felt that they were no longer trying to figure out who the Duke was, they just wanted to eliminate the one who threatened the most, or as long as it wasn't him.

Qiu Chenliang quickly found the next candle.

Ren Ange advised him to wait for a while before lighting it up, as there is no clue about the Duke at all.

Qiu Chenliang just hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled inexplicably, and continued to light the candle.

"Which fucking idiot is sick? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?" No. [-] said angrily, "Which one of you lit the candles? Be honest!"

Number two is also on fire, staring.

"Who were you with just now?"

"I'm with Xiao Li." The uncle said first.

"I'm with No. [-]." No. [-] said, still staring.

Qiu Chenliang said indifferently: "I'm with number five."

Ren Ange is number five.

"Number Nine, what about you?" Number Two asked.

Number Nine looked confused, "I'm alone, but I really didn't find the candle!"

"Where's Number Four?" Number One's eyes were unfriendly.

"You just say it's me!" No. [-] yelled, "You two are in a partnership, who knows if it's a lie, maybe it's the two of you!"

Four was babbling and arguing there, but no one paid any attention to him.

Ren Ange still abstained.

As expected, it was number four.

There are seven people left.

It's just that before everyone had time to disperse, Qiu Chenliang pulled out suddenly, the speed was astonishingly fast, and he no longer concealed it.

He first fired a shot at the uncle and Li Haoyu.

Ren Ange exclaimed and stared at him in disbelief.

Qiu Chenliang raised the corners of his mouth sadly, "It's too slow, I have to end it quickly..."

"What are you doing, are you crazy!" Ren Ange stepped forward to stop him from shooting again.

But he was not Qiu Chenliang's opponent, so he dodged and fired three shots at No. [-], No. [-] and No. [-], with a hundred hits.

Out of the corner of Ren Ange's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Li Haoyu who also took out the gun, and instinctively shouted to Qiu Chenliang: "Danger—"

He rushed over to hug Qiu Chenliang, and was held by his waist and pressed against his chest.

Hearing only two "bang bang", Ren Ange closed his eyes tightly, and the sound of falling to the ground came from behind him.

"You can go out." Qiu Chenliang's voice sounded above his head.

Ren Ange cried.

"You killed someone..." Ren Ange choked up.

"If I don't kill them, they will kill us." Qiu Chenliang said coldly.

"But...but you killed them directly..." Ren Ange cried unbearably, and couldn't explain clearly.

"It's...just the beginning...you have a gun...a gun...killed people...a lot of people..."

Qiu Chenliang whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid! They... are all fake..."

"Fake, fake?" Ren Ange was completely confused.

"Yes, it's fake." Qiu Chenliang said with an abnormal smile, "You are fake too."

"No, I'm not fake!"

Ren Ange kept shaking his head, "I'm not a fake, I'm not a fake, you said you want me to believe you, I believe you! I believe you, Qiu Chenliang! I believe you..."

Qiu Chenhao seemed unable to see his collapse, and continued: "What do you believe in me? Haven't you thought that I'm a fake too?"

"No, you are real!" Ren Ange tasted the salty taste of tears. "Even if you don't believe it yourself, I believe it!"

"Didn't you say it? Ren Ange is real—"